Lyrics

Bradley

Too much energy, no time for playI touch more pussies and parts than 4playI'ma dig deepand get u if u think u a sick rat(secret)I'm a sick cat , i deal with sick catsCall me margin boo, eat niggas like they sweets yeahNigga u think u fly???Then i'm a fucken doomNo drugs, brad still high over the moonAll i do is spit truth.... Aggressive like a pitbulBrad be the shit, everybody knows thatI'm a mother fucker. ur mum knows that

Master

This is the beginning of amagadon civil warmonsters on the leadwhat the fuk is going on? guess whati'm in your imaginationthe monsters we're the leaders of the nationgimme k I'm honoured to ignite the flameniggaz tryna improve,but they're still the sameif your dad is still stupid nigga dats your fatei spend my time shifting formsi wear a crown on my headi'm a host to the musica ghost to the niggaz and a threat to the statei killed all my parents 'cause they tried to abort me